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Chapter 816

Chapter 816

Drew couldn’t bare looking at Ollie. He’s been a total letdown to his granddad his whole life, His granddad raised

him, poured all his effort into him, sent him to the best university, gave him the best material life.

“No wonder you didn’t wanna go study abroad.” Ollie slumped on the sofa. “No wonder you come back every

month…”

“Drew, are you outta your mind?” Wilson snapped back to reality, then looked at Rosalynn. “Can I bail now? I don’t

want to be around this nutjob.” “Hold on.” Rosalynn crossed her legs, lightly tapping her knee. “Don’t you want to

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know what

at would’ve happened if you’d busted out of the old house today?”

Wilson paused.

Drew looked at her.

“What would happen if I busted out?” Wilson felt a chill run down his spine. “No… If he was gonna frame me, I could

defend myself… unless…” Wilson’s no fool. He knew something was up.xo.com fast update

“You planned to kill me?” Wilson looked at Drew, horror in his eyes, and even Ollie looked shocked.

Rosalynn clapped her hands, and the door opened. A gaunt man was shoved in.

“Who’s this man?” Wilson glanced at him, sure he wasn’t a local.

“Drew’s hired thug.” Rosalynn said casually. “If you’d made it out of the house, per his agreement with Drew, you

would’ve ended up dead in the river. Dead men tell no tales.”

*Drew!!!”

Wilson lost his cool, lunged at Drew and kicked him in the chest.

*Just because my dad ran that chemical plant doesn’t mean it’s on me! He gave birth to me but didn’t raise me. I

didn’t take his money! We grew up together, man! That’s gotta count for something! You can’t just do this to me!

I’m innocent!”

This farce was getting on Rosalynn’s nerves.

No matter what Natalie did, Drew tried to harm Ivy. She wouldn’t let him off the hook, no matter the reason.

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“Mrs. Silverman, I beg you!” Ollie fell to his knees before Rosalynn.

Ableson quickly tried to pull him up, but Ollie wouldn’t budge.

*Spare him this time, he’s a poor kid!” Ollie pleaded through tears.

Rosalynn looked at him.

“Ollie, is Jesse not pitiful?” Rosalynn’s gaze was icy.

Ollie looked at her, frozen in place.

“Where did the money you stashed in a foreign bank come from?” Then, Rosalynn asked, word for word.